How Mothers of Handicapped Children are Chosen

I often wonder why my son has autism. Why him? Why me? Why our family? There are nights where I’ll agonize over everything I did when I was pregnant. There are days when I’ll agonize over whether I should be doing more. Some days I’ll dwell. Some days I won’t. I call this the roller coaster of special needs parenting. And some days, I just want to read a beautiful poem like this one by Erma Bombeck. Enjoy. The Special Mother by Erma Bombeck Most women become mothers by accident,…

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